keep my mind on my money, money on my mind What more can I say it been that way a long time And anybody, who think that rude Can suck my dick until they spit my baby girl need food I was young, when Pac put my hands on a gun And told me life is what you make it And stripes you gotta take them It took a while for me to over stand I was only 12 but I felt like a grown man And livin on, and that which does not kill me can only make me strong But ya'll niggaz don't hear me though My souljah story, for glorious pain While I'm game you niggaz playin, played out and lame This shit hurt, my mind blind my dick in the dirt And I'm so sick of bein tired, and tired of bein hurt I search out the truth, and that shit worse I swear it's a curse that the church can't nurse, come on
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